Alexander’s POV
I jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to make sense of the room around me.
For a brief, terrifying moment, I thought I was back in my own bedroom. I feel cold creeping up my spine, dragging with the horror that something terrible might have happened again!
I blinked my eyes, and soon the panic began to subside. This isn’t my room.
The light is different, softer, and the air smells faintly of something quite familiar. I rub my temples, trying to ease the remnants of the nightmare. Relief washing over me.
“Hey! You’re up.” Collins’ voice broke through the haze, pulling me back to reality.
I rub my eyes, trying to get his gaze.
He stood at the door, a cup of coffee in his hand, his usual easygoing smile on his face. “Here’s a cup of coffee to help
